Please

Epilogue

It's been over a year since I woke up. According to Alex I was in a coma for almost a year. He said it was the worst year of his life.

Since, he's gotten back to himself. Well, almost. He's beyond protective with me, but I don't mind.

In that year, Alex had lost all hope in life. He lost his two younger sons to his bitch of an ex-wife. His oldest moved to Brazil with some random girl. He's basically pushed Alex out of his life.

Alex was lost. He had no one. My family blamed him for what had happened. Especially Fortune. Fortune thought that Alex should have been there to protect me, but he can't be by my side at every second.

It is definitely not Alex's fault. The whole situation is Andy's fault. After he had pushed me Andy had taken off. I heard he was back in Greece and hasn't left.

"Babe," Alex says as he comes into the bedroom.

"I don't wanna get up," I whine into the pillow.

Alex comes up behind me and curls up right behind me. "Then don't," he whispers into my ear.

I turn in his arms to face him, "why couldn't I find you sooner in life?" I ask him.

"I ask myself that everyday, but we have each other now. And I'm never letting you go," he replies.

--

"Mika," mama starts as I wonder into the kitchen the next morning.

"Yes mother," I whine as I rub my eyes and sit at the counter. I look around the room for Alex, but he's no where. "Where's A-"

"With your sisters and Fortune," she replies rather rudely. I give her a confused look that she doesn't see, because she's got her back towards me. "I'll take you after we eat," she says as she places a plate in front of me.

--

"Mama," I start.

"Just shush Mika," she tells me. I roll my eyes, but obey.

We walk into an empty arena. Well, it's not completely empty. There's a stage. And my band.

"What in the..." I say to myself.

In front of the stage is Alex, Paloma, and Fortune. Alex sees me and comes jogging over to me. He engulfs me in a hug and picks me up.

"Love," I say with a gigantic smile. "What on earth are you doing?" I ask.

"Well, since you've been dragging out your time off," he starts as he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the stage. "We thought we'd give you a little push."

"Mika!" Several familiar voices say from the stage. After a bunch of 'we missed you's' and 'how are you's,' Alex informed me on a little more.

"So," he says as he drags me away from the stage. "I love you. You know that right?"

"Of course love," I reply.

"I did this because I love you Mika. This is what you love. This is you," he says to me and then gives me a quick kiss on the lips. A few 'awes' emerge from the stage.

"Thank you," I tell him.

--

I don't know how they did it, but together my siblings and Alex arranged a whole secret tour behind my back. I don't know how I didn't know or catch on. We are now on our last show of a yearlong tour.

"What's up with the backdrop?" I ask Alex during dress rehearsal.

He looks over at the backdrop that is a black sheet and shrugs.

"Alex..."

Alex laughs at me, "your sister made a new backdrop. You don't get to see it until the show, so get over it."

Unbelievable..

--

Halfway through the show I start to get irritated, because the backdrop is still that stupid sheet. I look over to Alex at the side stage and he just laughs at me. I roll my eyes.

"Are you ready to see our new backdrop?!" Joy, my percussionist shouts into her microphone.

I give her a 'what the hell' look. She laughs at me as the sheet is pulled down. My jaw drops.

The backdrop is white with black silhouettes. The first silhouette is of, what I'm assuming, me on crutches and Alex holding his clipboard. I chuckle to myself at it.

The next is of Alex and I on a bed, I'm assuming this is marking our first time. Then I notice the dates below the pictures. The next silhouette and date is of me in a hospital bed and Alex sitting next to it with his head in his hands.

Next to that is almost the same picture, except Alex is standing over the bed and there are 'I love you's' in hearts around our heads. The last has me confused. It's of Alex. He's on his knee. There's a question mark in between us.

All of the sudden the crowded completely quiet. I've never heard silence like this at a show. Ever.

I look over at Joy and she, along with the rest of my band, motion for me to turn around. I give them confused looks, but do. When I do my jaw drops again and is quickly covered by my hands.

It's Alex. Down in his knee. He's holding a box in his left hand and a microphone in his right. I fall to my knees in front of him.

"Mika," he says into the microphone.

"Alex," I practically cry.

Alex smiles widely and places a kiss on my lips before continuing. "I've loved you from the moment I met you. From the moment that you fell off that stage and ended up in my ER," he chuckles. I blush as the crowd laughs.

"You not only ended up there once, but three times. Each time it got harder and harder to stay away from you." I shove his shoulder lightly at that. He laughs and then continues, again, "and here we are today. I love you with all my heart Mika. There's absolutely nothing in this world that I wouldn't do for you. So, before I ramble on, will you marry me? Please?"

I nod my head continuously as I reply, "yes. Of course!" I reply as I jump onto him. He holds me tightly.

And as if it was a miracle it seems the room went silent again, but I know it didn't. It was almost like we were the only two people in that entire arena. In that moment I officially was absolutely at my happiest.